A/N: Theo is around six, the twins around five. The episode "Townhouse Incident" was the episode that inspired this and I tweaked it a little to fit Cabenson. I hope you enjoy.

Always a Fear of Danger: Part One

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"Who can tell me what's happening?" Alex tried to remain calm but it seemed that no one had information on her wife.

Olivia was scheduled to attend a DNA conference in Brooklyn that morning but had gone on a well-being check to one of Theo's schoolmate's houses beforehand. Lana said that she had gone by a mutual acquaintance's residence earlier that morning and the mother was acting strangely and had told her that her son, Luca, was sick and didn't need to be taken to school that day, as the young sitter had done for the past six months.

Although Theo and the girls were now taken by either Olivia or Alex every morning, and sometimes both, Lana was still the ladies' sitter quite frequently.

And so, on a hunch, Lana had left the abode in question and had gone right to the Benson-Cabots, relaying the information to Olivia and telling her that she might want to check it out.

The brunette had called Alex from the car, right before she was to exit to go up the steps to the brownstone, and told her that she would text or call when she got to the conference.

But that had never happened.

Alex took her right thumb cuticle to her mouth and began gnawing at a tiny protrusion of skin, her eyes glazed over as she stared at a spot on the floor in her office, cell to her ear.

"Just spoke to Carisi and Fin an they said that the GPS on her cell says she's still inside. The neighborhood is on lock down and we're sending back up to the location. I'm headed out now." Dodds was new to the force, but Alex had met him a few times already and trusted his judgement, his information, and his authority.

"Thank you, Dodds...please let me know as soon as you can..."

"Will do," he agreed.

Alex took her phone from her ear and depressed the end button before staring at the tiled floor, eyes focused intently.

She closed her eyes. These were the situations that scared her to death. The situations that caused panic in her mind and heart. The ones that were always anticipated but that they were never completely prepared for when the actual time came. Olivia had spoken to her only an hour and a half prior and, in Alex's estimation, that was enough time to make the check, make it to the convention center where the conference was to be held, and then call her.

She knew something was wrong in the pit of her stomach, even without checking the time. After her first class, she decided to text her wife. Then call. Then text again. She knew then that something was terribly wrong.

She couldn't sit here, though, at her desk, and wait. Couldn't carry on teaching another class as if nothing was wrong. She needed to do something productive. She needed to find out how her wife was doing and what was happening.

She grabbed her coat and her car keys, and made her way out the door.

"She's inside, but she's OK..." Fin said calmly. "I promise...besides...you know Liv. She's got it under control."

Alex's eyes moved to the bustle inside of the squad room. She wanted to tell him to be upfront with her. To be straight and honest with her as he had always been. She wanted to ask how he knew that was true that she was OK. Instead, she only nodded slightly and brought her left arm to wrap it around her midsection as she dropped herself into the black, leather swivel chair of her wife's desk.

"Place is surrounded, Alex. We're in the mobile unit and the HNT team and Tucker are all here. They're gonna get a clear shot and try and take him down when they come out," Fin calmly informed the blonde attorney.

Alex gasped and brought her hand to her mouth. "Take him down? Take him down?" She felt her eyes widen in horror, a stinging wetness beginning from fear. "And she'll be there, too? You said when they come out..." Alex looked up at the ceiling, willing her tears away before looking back at a framed photo on her wife's desk of all five of them at the beach house. "And what if they hit her, too? What then, Fin?" Alex felt her lower lip tremor uncontrollably now. She steeled her expression, firming her emotions. "I want to be there. I need to be there..."

"Absolutely not, Alex. Not possible." His tone was direct, yet sensitive. "Too dangerous. Safest place to be is there at the precinct for when this is all over. You gotta wait there, Cabot."

Alex felt the anger rise from her belly up through her torso and into her clenched jaw now, as she squeezed her left fist, balling it at her side. Then that same hand flew to hold her forehead "Jesus! Why couldn't I have been there when she stopped by? God! If I had just been ready fifteen minutes sooner this morning!"

Alex had been running late that morning and Olivia had told her, as she had gotten out of the shower, that Lana had come by to tell her about the suspicious behavior. If the blonde had only been ready on time Alex could have, at least, gone with her and would have known something was unusual immediately.

"It's nothin' you could have done. Liv would have gone any way. You know her. Had to do her part and make sure."

Alex calmed slightly and put her hand over her mouth again, nodding as she tried a smile, thinking about the fact that Olivia most definitely would have gone, regardless. "You're right, Fin. She would have gone to check on the house, no matter the situation or danger involved." Alex smiled and then said softly, "My bad ass wife." Alex sniffed now.

"Dodds and Tucker are here and excellent at what they do, Alex. She's gonna get out of there fine. You'll see." Fin's voice was confident, soothing.

Alex offered gently, "And if she doesn't...your ass is mine."

"Oh, I don't doubt it, Cabot. I don't doubt it at all..."

OOO

At two-thirty that afternoon, they pulled up to the precinct. Olivia scooted over to the passenger side backseat door and moved to reach for the handle before it opened on its own, Detective Carisi already there, ready and waiting.

She smiled lightly before inching her way out, his hands and another strong pair coming into view. She looked up to find Fin there as well, both men helping her from the car. "Thanks, Carisi...Finneous..."

"We're just glad you're OK, Detective..." Fin smiled.

Olivia returned the grin and the three began walking toward the doors of the precinct with the guys still holding her arms. "I got it, guys. Really. I'm fine. I don't even know why we had to go and waste three hours at the hospital, anyway."

"You took a couple of hard swings, Detective. We had to be sure you didn't have a concussion," Carisi's nasally Brooklyn accent informed her.

"We also had to make sure everything was checked out so we could give Cabot the details. She's been waiting all morning, Liv. The girl's been a nervous wreck."

Olivia stopped now, just short of the doors to the 1-6 and looked at Fin. "She was worried, wasn't she?"

"You have no idea." Fin smiled.

"She's here, isn't she?"

The brunette could actually feel that her wife was in her presence, not far away. A sensation that always seemed to have followed both she and the blonde since the beginning.

Olivia watched as Fin looked past her, through the glass windows of the building. "Headed right toward you." Fin looked at the brunette again. "I'll let her take you home now. You both must be exhausted." Fin stepped aside and held the door open.

Olivia nodded as she watched Alex exit the doors, going right to her. They walked into each other's arms and held each other tightly.

"I was so worried..." Alex whispered against her ear. " I wanted to come to the hospital but they told me not to. That you were fine and to meet you back here." Alex pulled away and then held her wife's face in her hands. "God, Olivia...your eye...your cheek..." Blue eyes focused on her wounds.

"I'm OK, Al...a little bruised. A little shaken up. But I'm fine." Olivia cupped the blonde's elbows.

Alex looked at her, studying her closely. "I know you're not fine. But I know, that you know, that I'm here for you. Right?"

Olivia smiled, seeing the love in her wife's eyes. "Right..." Her smile broadened when she thought of Alex, of their family. "What do you say we go pick the kids up from school and spend this evening all together? Just the five of us."

Alex cocked her head to the side. "Sounds like the perfect plan, Liv."

A/N (2): Part Two will be coping with the aftermath. Let me know how you liked what I did.

I don't have my lap top right now (it's being fixed) and had to type on my iPad. So forgive any mistakes. Until next time!

Patricia